Chapter 2103

Later that night. The sound of crickets drifted in through the window, and Callum stood with his little hands clasped behind his back, his posture straight as he faced Nathaniel's desk in the study. His head was bowed, but his eyes kept sneaking glances out the window at the chirping crickets. Nathaniel slowly lifted his gaze, his slender fingers tapping lightly on the desk to draw Callum's attention back to him. "Focus." Callum blinked, a bit embarrassed, and softly said, "Oh." Within minutes, he could feel the tension in the room building. Nathaniel's expression was growing darker, his brows slightly furrowed, and the air around him felt heavy—a clear sign that his patience was wearing thin. Callum gulped, feeling even more nervous. "Why did you only finish half of the math problems?" "Because… Because…" He fidgeted with the hem of his shirt, his long lashes fluttering nervously. It was clear that he was feeling guilty. Nathaniel glanced at him and said, "If